Her restlessness disappeared and in its place stood the best diversion possible – a smoking-hot bad boy.

Her restlessness disappeared and in its place stood the best diversion possible—a smoking-hot bad boy.

The man gave her an eyegasm every time she glanced at him.

I’ll see you tomorrow night.”Be ready," he said. “I’ll have something special planned.”"I thought you didn’t make plans.”"You’re an exception to my rules, Monica Campbell.

Trust-fund baby. Jet setter. Poshly accented mechanic. She hadn’t quite figured him out.

I’m begging you, for the love of all that’s filthy and wrong in this world, have a good time with tall, dark, and raspy, okay?